Fun with moving

Had a great time helping Jennifer move last night. Hard to believe that I could have a great time helping someone move. It was just her and me, with a borrowed truck, lots of laughter, and a box spring dangling diagonally off the roof rack. She'll be so much happier in the new place with her new housemate. That makes me happy, too.

Topped off the evening at Stella's, one of the only places open by the time we were through. Not that that's a bad thing— great food, service, company. She faded briefly, because of the hour, the length of the day, and perhaps one other thing. It was good to see her get her second wind before she headed home, and good to get her call to know she arrived safely.

Worked in the morning and am about to head back into the office for a meeting of all our leaders. Got some errands done in between, which should make my day off tomorrow that much lighter. Here's hoping.